General: Freedom!

　　John: Not yet! You're supposed to stay in your seat until the plane reaches the terminal. No frequent-flier mileage for you.

　　General: Who are you?

　　John: A cop.

　　General: A cop?

　　John: Yeah, one of the good guys. You see you're one of the bad guys. Now I've got your sorry ass, I'm gonna trade it with my wife.

　　John: Sit down!

　　Soldiers: Go in!

　　Soldier1: Where did he go?

　　General: In there.

　　General: I don't believe this. Two months of planning, and you can't anticipate one pendejo of a cop.

　　Soldier1: Come on, General.

　　General: Where the hell is Colonel Stuart?

　　Soldier2: General!

　　General: I'm all right! He said he was a policeman. I thought you had this place secured.

　　Soldier1: He went in the cockpit (驾驶员座舱).

　　Colonel Stuart: He's going to hell! McClane! I assume it's you, McClane! You're quite a little soldier. You can consider this a military funeral!

　　Colonel Stuart: How many grenades (手榴弹) we got?
　
　　Soldier1: Three each!

　　Colonel Stuart: Use them!

　　John: Oh, fuck!

　　Colonel Stuart: Go!

　　John: Aaagh! Oh, shit!

　　Colonel: You lucky fuck!

　　Soldier1: Fire trucks, sir!

　　Colonel Stuart: Fall back to the church. Now!